Mercy flopped against Clyde when she was nudged into the cab. "She'ssa skank Clyde. She came here with you and she'ss leaving with another dude. Sskank" She said, shaking her head. "I guess you are too then, eheh. Aaaand, I'm NOT pouty!"

Mercy blinked and looked up at the cab driver. She gave her address and the cab scooted off. Mercy turned and looked at Clyde, pushing her hand against Clyde's shaft. She pushed up and pressed against his ear.

"Hhhey, Clyde..." She whispered as his lips brushed against his ear. "You wanna taxicab BJ for old time'sssake?" She giggled. "Sssometimes I missthe lil guy.."

"Yeah I'ma lil' skanky right now." Maybe he and Keiko were right for eachother. He didnt' mind she was with Joe. His mind was solely on Mercy.

The cab finally went down the road and Clyde thought it was going to be nice ride to Mercy's. But soon, he felt her hand back on his cock and he throbbed to her touch as the cowboy jumped a little in his seat, going rigid as he felt her lips brush against his ear.

"H-Hey... Mercy..." He responded shyly before he heard her offer, making his eyes widen sharply. (Despite emitting a visibly dry frown when she called his cock little.) A blowjob from Mercy. She barely, if ever, gave those sober! Clyde swallowed hard and imagined Mercy gobbling him down. He looked at her and bit his loop, flashing her a coy, grin. "Yeah? The big fella really misses, you babe..." He added as he looked into Mercy's... Drunken eyes.

His grin dropped and curled into a frown. "Let's... Get ya home first." He said as he went to grab her hand and intertwined their fingers, flashing the drunk girl a friendly smile with his lips.

Mercy had decided she was against the BJ once Clyde started looking at her. She pushed him away and pulled their fingers apart when he tried to hold her hand. She scooted over to the other seat and crossed her arms. She was still pretty drunk but the high that came off it was beginning to change and feel heavy.

She blew another lock out of her face that fell back in place immediately and began fidgeting with her ipod and earbuds, failing to untangle the ear buds and find a any kind of song as she just scrolled. "Rrrgh, geeze.." She tugged on her bra strap and let it snap back into place. She was feeling a little uncomfortable to to go along with the heaviness.

"Oh, ssshut up." Mercy slurred and her eyes crossed as she looked at the pink lock and blew on it, watching it fly up and then land back in her face and tickle her nose. She seemed to be thoroughly distracted.

"You don't even know what you did, Clyde, ssso don't get all pouty. You didn't even do anything, ok?" She said, still not looking at him. "Phoo." She blew again. "Maybe I jusstwanna be over here, ok?" She then held out her hand and shoved her ipod and headphones into his lap. "Fffind a good sssong and untangle my headphoness. I'm ... I'm working on something."

Clyde blinked at Mercy's sudden slurred words as she struggled with a lock of hair.

"Uh..." Hearing Mercy out, he didn't know how to tell her. "...Oh..." He realized mad because he didn't let her have her way and blow him.

That dissapointed him just a little. Because just a few seconds ago he wasn't sure if he should hate himself for turning down what Mercy wanted to give him!

He blinked as she shoved the familiar Ipod and headphones to him. "Hey! I remember this thing I got ya!" He looked at the Ipod with a grin while he started to untangle them. That Christmas where he shopped with Taylor was so long ago."Yeah you seem occupied... Hehe." Clyde said with a chuckle as Mercy battled with her hair, it was cute though and she was cute. That lock of hair on her face suited her.

Meanwhile Clyde scrolled down the ipod, he recognized none of these artists save for one... It was both a cover and a remix.

"Here ya go." He said, giving Mercy the earphones after pushing play. But one of the buds would rest in his left ear, the other for Mercy.

Mercy respond and took back her ipod and slipped in an earbud. She just let the song wash over her as the cab zoomed closer to her apartment. Finally, she decided to brush back the lock of hair with her hand and leaned against the glass window, closing her eyes.

It felt like Mercy just blinked, but several minutes later, the taxicab pulled up to the apartment complex and Mercy pulled out some money and paid the driver. She then opened the door but didn't get out.

Clyde liked the song. Wasn't his favorite but it was cool and he accepted the song tapping his feet to the song until they reached Mercy's pad.

Mercy got the bill before him, so he got out of the Car and waited for her... But she didn't get out. She called him playfully.

He smiled and shook his head before sighing. "She ain't changed." He thought before before going to her side and opening the door, he felt cheesy doing this but, he would extend his hand out for Mercy to help her out of the car.

Mercy took Clyde's hand and then flopped against him as the taxicab sputtered away. "Ugggnnnn..." She moaned and leaned against Clyde's chest, one arm sliding around Clyde's neck while the other wandered a little lower, rubbing against his crotch over his pants.

"Still... need too aahh... help some..." She muttered as she swayed against him.

Clyde caught Mercy during the surprise flop, blushing as he felt her hot body just limp in his arms, against his chest, clinging to him and...

"!!!" His eyes shot wide when he felt her rub on his junk, legs trembling as he looked down at the drunk girl and bit his lip.

"I-I'll help but don't help me there!" He said quickly before trying to scoop Mercy in his arms. "W-Which way to-yer-place!?" He asked frantically, telling himself over and over to just do the right thing and NOT do what he what he wanted to do.

This had to be a cruel test from above. His hot ex was rubbing on him and had wanted to blow him. Lord knows he craved this! The fact he was turning all this down made him wonder if he was doing the right thing. Or. Being. Very. Stupid.